Co-Exist

Faceless head of coal Below him arms swing legs steam Over the apex of a highway bridge The spooky figure Cross-country skis on the concrete Glides right to left across the frost of my windshield Aura of sky behind this silhouette An April rust under the rain of sunrise I approach closer Hope Its face will unveil the diamonds of another person To see its eyes hear its mouth smell its rose I am full of fear Tremble at my steering wheel He is me and He is me This thing moving that way and me this way I drive toward work while it seeks eternity Jesus and Judas in a mirror of Borges.